RAGNA POV...
This was one of the very few scraps of information I had ever been granted by that black steel knight, a bitter little truth slipped to me like a secret meant to weigh heavy on my mind rather than help me sleep at night.
How wonderful, I mused inwardly, the corner of my lips twitching in something that could barely be called a smile. Looks like the king of the vicious wolves is finally making his biggest investment.
Even as that thought crossed my mind, my feet were already carrying me backward, step by careful step. This wasn't something I could handle even at my peak—when my body was whole, my mana flowing, and my mind sharp. And now? Now I couldn't even muster a quarter of my former strength. Facing those monsters head-on in this state would be no different from signing my own death warrant.
